Around four o'clock in the morning, Song Yingying received the news that Shen Wanyin was seriously injured and her life or death was uncertain.
She just came out of the bedroom and immediately became excited when she heard the news.
"Speak carefully, I want to hear the details."
Song Yingying's eyes were filled with joy, and she couldn't restrain her excitement and a smile immediately appeared on her lips.
Her people hurriedly reported to her exactly what they learned.
"Wang Hai didn't expect that it would be quite useful at the critical moment."
Song Yingying listened and said the same thing after a while.
On the surface, Wang Haiming was a spy sent to Jiangcheng by Liu Liangyong, the commander of Jinzhou City, but in fact he was used by Song Yingying.
Regarding the assassination plan drawn up by Liu Liangyong, Wang Hai had already revealed it to Song Yingying.
She should have told Fu Beizheng this news a long time ago, but in the end she kept it secret.
If Fu Beizheng is allowed to easily get all the information every time, how can the value of her existence be reflected?
Besides, with Wang Hai's ability, Song Yingying didn't believe that Fu Beizheng would be harmed.
"Don't you know whether Chen Wanyin is dead now?"
Song Yingying really didn't expect that Shen Wanyin would be involved in this assassination, which made her extremely excited.
"I only know that the rescue operation is still underway, but there is no specific information yet."
Her men replied respectfully.
"Really? It's really a disaster that has lasted for thousands of years. Why was Wang Hai so inaccurate at that time? If Shen Wanyin had died like this, I would have saved a lot of trouble."
Song Yingying snorted angrily.
Of course, even if Shen Wanyin didn't die, this would still be funny to Song Yingying.
At least Shen Wanyin suffered a lot this time.
Who made her want to marry Fu Beizheng for free?
Song Yingying felt extremely resentful when she thought that Shen Wanyin had taken away her position as the young marshal's wife.
"Also, Wang Hai was captured by Fu Beizheng, and he knows a lot of information. What should we do next?"
"You still need my orders? I will only give you one day. Wang Hai must not stay in this world anymore."
"yes!"
Song Yingying had a sinister look on her face when she said this.
But as soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang.
It didn't take a second thought to know who Song Yingying called at this time.
"What is Liu Liangyong, this stinky fat pig, going to do? If he didn't go back to his wife's house today, why would he still call me?"
When Song Yingying mentioned Liu Liangyong, she was filled with disgust.
But no matter how disgusting she felt, she still wanted to stay with him.
Then she picked up the phone, and Liu Liangyong on the other end asked her to hurry over.
On the surface, Song Yingying still responded sweetly, but in her heart she was already disgusted.
After hanging up the phone, she turned around and ordered again: "Wang Hai must not be allowed to say a word. The best outcome for him is to disappear."
…
Although the doctor said the operation was successful, Shen Wanyin started to have a high fever a few hours later.
She lay unconscious on the hospital bed. Her breathing was so weak that sometimes it even gave people the illusion that she had stopped breathing.
At Fu Beizheng's insistence, Chu Jin sent Shen Peilin and Jiang Ru back to Shen's house.
As for himself, he has never left the hospital since he arrived in the afternoon.
Late at night, Fu Beizheng sat quietly by the hospital bed and looked at him.
During this period, no one knew what Fu Beizheng was thinking.
Yu Zhengting was scornful of this.
"Belated tenderness is nothing! It's him who caused Xiao Wanxi to become like this."
Yu Zhengting had many patients to take care of, so he had to leave midway.
But before leaving, he looked at Fu Beizheng who was guarding Shen Wanyin and said this with disdain.
The hospital is especially quiet late at night.
Fu Beizheng stared at the pale Shen Wanyin with complicated emotions.
"You asked me a question that night. As long as you wake up, I will answer you. Shen Wanyin, you must wake up."
For a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice.
Then, he lowered his head and gently smelled the corners of Shen Wanyin's lips.
But after a moment, he pressed harder and even bit her lip.
"Chen Wanyin, if you were awake and saw me bullying you like this, would you slap me without hesitation? I just bullied you, and you are so stubborn. You will definitely seek revenge from me. Wake up and take revenge however you want. , I will never be cruel to you again."
"Can you hear what I say? I'm a little scared now and I want you to talk to me."...
There were only two of them in the ward, and Fu Beizheng was talking alone for a long time.
He didn't know if Shen Wanyin could hear it, but he persisted.
…
This night was extremely torturous for those close to Shen Wanyin.
Finally, around eight o'clock in the morning, her high fever slowly subsided.
Just when Fu Beizheng thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, Chu Jin hurried to the hospital.
In Fu Beizheng's absence, Chu Jin, who has outstanding ability, can handle many things on his behalf.
But he came to the hospital as soon as he found out about it.
"Young Marshal, something happened."
"That Wang Hai is dead?"
Fu Beizheng was standing by the window at this time, and he did not take his eyes away from the unconscious Shen Wanyin when he spoke.
Chu Jin looked at him in surprise, not expecting that he had guessed it.
"I sent someone to interrogate him this morning, but I didn't expect that he actually used broken porcelain pieces in prison..."
Speaking of this, Chu Jin also felt very sad.
Even though he was still alive, he was still a very important prisoner. How could he have known that he would be gone by accident?
"It's not suicide. Those in the prison will investigate carefully. The only people who can silence Wang Hai are the people inside."
"I'll do it immediately!"
Fu Beizheng said calmly, but at this time his eyes were fierce.
Chu Jin hurried over early in the morning, and Fu Beizheng couldn't think of any other reason.
Now that Wang Hai is dead, the only clue is gone, and the next case becomes even more confusing.
Before leaving, Chu Jin couldn't help but look at Fu Beizheng.
He had not slept all night, and his eyes were already black and blue.
But it is still unknown what will happen to Shen Wanyin after that. If Fu Beizheng continues to be like this, he may not be able to last long.
"Young Marshal, my wife is auspicious and everything will be fine. You have to take care. Jiangcheng and my wife will need you in the future."
Chu Jin said in a deep voice.
Although these words were pale and feeble, they were the only ones Chu Jin could say.
"I'm fine..."
With that said, Fu Beizheng suddenly walked up to Shen Wanyin.
He raised his hand and rubbed Shen Wanyin's slightly cold face a few times.
"I need to take care of some business, and I'll come see you after I'm done. Shen Wanyin, no matter how painful it is, you have to insist on getting better. I'm waiting for you to get better—"
He said solemnly.
Finally, he stared at her deeply and left without hesitation.
What Chu Jin said is right.
Not only does he want to protect Shen Wanyin, the entire Jiangcheng also needs him.
Even if it was cruel to leave at this time, Fu Beizheng had to do the same.
Shen Wanyin was in a coma for three days. On a rainy night, she finally slowly opened her eyes...